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letra de stop tagging us - babyface ray & veeze

[intro]

scarface: let’s get one thing straight now. i never f-cked anybody over in my life that didn’t have it comin’

[verse 1: babyface ray]

yeah
she do everything, i tell her to
say less and bend it over, it’s a better view
would you marry me? why would i marry you?
i told that cat, “before they get you i bury you”
i tell them b-tches do they job, n-gga change the coupe
i been breakin’ perkies down, tryna change the juice
lately when i talk to god, i been thankin’ [?]
i see the hate in n-ggas’ eyes, look what you made me do
dumb fast just to shake them fools, yeah
not a crab bag, n-gga had to shake the food
i’m in the lab like breaking bad, unkie made the food
cash money millionaire, slim and baby mood
in and out with the package, [] mood
your b-tch all at n-ggas’ cribs like the cable dude
why every gang watered down? man i hate these fools
i can tell if n-ggas bein’ real or in a playin’ mood
free the guys, free the guys, imma hold it down for sure
doin 200 miles [?] gettin throat
i take a book to your town, take the most
she a sell her soul for this sh-t, she a hoe
told a n-gga if he hit the top, throw the rope
brodie said he caught a opp in traffic, tell him “go”
labels call, you ain’t got a mill, tell ’em “no”
through the grapevine, n-ggas talkin’ till i’m old
[bridge: veeze]

y’all n-ggas stop making videos on the ‘gram talkin’ bout “who y’all think i should work with?”. man y’all know they gon tag us. stop f-ckin’ playin’

[verse 2: veeze]

she wanna f-ck with gang ’cause it’s h-lla benefits
your order was so small, i act like i wasn’t sellin’ sh-t
you be nervous around them bosses, that sh-t out your element
you better get some money n-gga, you d-mn near livin’ celibate
by the time y’all n-ggas left the porch, i i had to jump the fence
in the water like a bear, i’m tryna catch the fish
i can get you wacked over cake like a birthday wish
think i’m playin’ baseball, i swing the wood and i pitch
she dope sick, she need to sniff a line
and i got it bad with the potion, got her sippin’ lines
they already know it’s us at the door so we skipped the line
ain’t no friends at [?], know i said that sh-t a million times
no cap, lil bro cold but he don’t live his rhymes
you need a platinum plaque, you done sold them boys a million lies
where i’m from, n-ggas stay broke before they get a job
take a bag to a old town road like i’m lil nas

- babyface ray veeze

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